God, Vodka, Suicide
Michael Lindgren
God hurt her in
a place that doesn’t show so
she drank until there was no more God
and they told her but you will die and
she sd of course
I will die. every body dies
and she didn’t believe it
until the sky cracke...
The Winnowing
Michael Lindgren
The Winnowing
is nigh. I heard the voices calling
in the night
I sensed the stream of ones &
zeros flickering soundlessly. The
keening word has been given handed
down from on high
How many, out of
how...
